Chapter 13

Inside the hall, there was a commotion.

No one expected that Chen Xiao, a senior disciple of the outer sect, would be defeated by Lin Yun.

What is even more shocking is that the swordsmanship used to defeat Chen Xiao seems to be the flowing wind swordsmanship.

This swordsmanship is well-known in the Qingyun Sect.

Although it is a medium-level swordsmanship, once it is practiced, its power will even surpass that of high-level swordsmanship.

It is rumored that this swordsmanship is a fragment of an innate swordsmanship, and it is only rated as a medium martial arts because of the lack of some chapters.

The last sect disciple who practiced this swordsmanship had to go back a hundred years.

Lin Yun was very careful, and felt that there might be something else behind the sudden trouble of Chen Xiao coming to him.

Right and wrong place, should not stay for long.

"Who gave you permission to leave?"

Before walking too far, a bone-chilling voice suddenly came from behind.

The moment the voice appeared, the noisy discussion in the organ hall immediately quieted down.

Lin Yun paused in his heart, felt a deadly threat, and hurriedly stopped.

Before he could think about it, he turned around and punched out.

It is the ultimate move of Tiger Fist, the beasts are coming!

A warm current came from the dantian, and suddenly the fist and the sword became one. The violent fist wind, like a sharp sword light, broke out with a piercing sound of breaking through the air.

In a hurry, this is already the strongest strength Lin Yun can exert.

Bang!

But when the two fists collided, Lin Yun groaned, feeling that his entire right arm was about to break.

The whole person rose into the air and flew out backwards, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, the sword strength in the fist light canceled most of the opponent's internal strength, otherwise the impact of this punch might have shattered his internal organs on the spot.

Even so, after landing, he still took a dozen steps back before barely standing still.

Just a few steps away, he was about to hit Su Ziyao.

Lin Yun looked up and saw a person wearing a green shirt with an indifferent face, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Zhou Ping.

"Zhou Yun!"

The outside disciples in the field took a deep breath, not expecting that Zhou Yun would suddenly appear.

Zhou Yun is no better than Chen Xiao. The outer disciples are ranked in the top ten all year round.

A cultivation base has already reached the seventh level of martial arts, which is extremely terrifying.

Considered to be a strong competitor for inner disciples in this mid-year assessment, they have rarely appeared in front of ordinary disciples.

"Senior Brother Zhou, kill this sword slave, I want him to die!"

Chen Xiao, who was being supported, walked over to look at Lin Yun and said viciously.

There was anger in his eyes, and he wanted to eat Lin Yun on the spot to relieve the hatred in his heart.

In front of many outer sect disciples, he actually lost to a sword slave. It was nothing but a shame and humiliation for him!

Zhou Yun cursed inwardly, this trash Chen Xiao, even a sword slave can't solve it.

The original Zhou Yun didn't plan to take action by himself at all, and only checked it secretly.

But I didn't expect it to be a sure thing.

Lin Yun actually used the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, instantly turning the tide of the battle, and wasting three of his Tempering Pills.

As a last resort, I did it myself.

But now I still have some doubts in my heart, just punched. He has already displayed 70% of his strength, and he shot from behind, but this sword slave actually resisted.

The other party has only the fourth level of martial arts.

"You sword slave, you are really daring. It's just a competition to learn from each other, and even the disciples dare to be seriously injured. Now that you have abolished your cultivation, I will spare you not to die!"

Looking down at Lin Yun unexpectedly, Zhou Yun said lightly.

As his voice fell, the huge aura of the seventh level of martial arts rolled away.

boom!

Lin Yun suddenly felt a mountain of pressure, and the huge pressure was coming from all directions, making him unable to move.

Seeing that the other party was under the suppression of his own momentum, he actually dared to hold on.

Zhou Yun snorted coldly, "Kneel down!"

The powerful momentum of the seventh level of martial arts was strengthened again, and Lin Yun's heart skipped a beat, in case of a lightning strike.

His legs were trembling, and Lin Yun felt that he was as small as an ant in the face of the opponent's powerful cultivation.

Vulnerable and fragile.

"Go away! In my whole life, I will kneel on my knees and kneel to my parents, but I will never kneel down for you Zhou Yun!"

The huge pressure made Lin Yun feel unbearable pain, but this huge pressure also stimulated all the blood in Lin Yun's heart.

His teeth were clenched, his delicate facial features were almost twisted, but his eyes were still full of unyielding!

The surrounding outer sect disciples were all silent and did not dare to speak.

Zhou Yun treats them just like the sky, and they can be saved from redemption with the touch of a finger.

Knowing that Chen Xiao couldn't afford to lose, Lin Yuncai was forced to hurt him, and he didn't dare to say a word.

"Don't kneel? Then I'll smash your knees and abolish your cultivation!"

Zhou Yun's face was indifferent, without any expression, he stepped forward step by step.

Chen Xiao was on the side, grinning endlessly, Zhou Yun shot this sword slave, and he was dead today.

As Zhou Yun approached, the pressure on Lin Yun became heavier and heavier, and he almost collapsed.

It is almost impossible to support it. The three-level cultivation base is like the difference between clouds and mud, and the gap is too great.

But suddenly, Lin Yun felt his whole body light up, and the pressure suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Yun's complexion changed greatly, and he looked at Su Ziyao with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

It turned out that it was Su Ziyao, who had been watching from the sidelines, but suddenly made a move, carrying the momentum from Zhou Yun.

"Senior Sister Su, this is a personal grudge between me and him..."

"roll."

Zhou Yun still wanted to explain, but before he could finish speaking, Su Ziyao, who had a frosty face, interrupted him directly.

For a time, Zhou Yun's face was cloudy and sunny, and it was extremely embarrassing.

Su Ziyao, that is the leader of the inner sect, the proud son of the entire Qingyun Sect, and the entire Tianshui Kingdom is a genius.

If she wanted to make a move, Zhou Yun would not dare to complain at all.

"Why don't you get out? Even if you fight a dog, you have to see who the owner is. Zhou Yun, are you impatient?"

Su Ziyao was beside Wang Ning, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she looked at Zhou Yun with a slightly mocking look.

These words were clearly scolding Zhou Yun, but in fact they were mocking Lin Yun. Wang Ning made a pun and scolded both of them.

"I'm going now, I'm going now."

Zhou Yun's face turned blue and red, and a trace of humiliation flashed in his eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and held back his breath.

"slow!"

But just as he was about to leave, Lin Yun, who was pale, stopped him.

"Little Swordsman, what do you want!"

After being humiliated by two inner disciples one after another, Zhou Yun was on the verge of going berserk. Hearing this exchange, he was instantly furious.

"Two months later, I will make an appointment with you, and I will pay back today's humiliation!"

Lin Yun's eyes were firm and he said word by word.

Hearing this, Zhou Yun laughed instead of being angry, looked at Lin Yun like an idiot, and said coldly, "If you want to die, I will wait for you at any time."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Lin Yun and left.

Obviously, he didn't take Lin Yun seriously at all, so he didn't care about the so-called battle.

A conflict ends here.

Su Ziyao's sudden action surprised everyone, and looked at Lin Yun with a more playful look.

No wonder this guy has no fear, and it turns out that Su Ziyao is indeed backing him.

Although Su only said one roll, this roll was ten times heavier than the combined weight of all of them.

"Thank you, Senior Sister, for helping."

Facing Su Ziyao, Lin Yun felt a little complicated and unwilling.

If it were the past, with his temperament, he would definitely not fight Zhou Yun. He will only practice forbearance, and when his strength is strong, he will directly take revenge.

But for some reason, being humiliated in front of Su Ziyao, he couldn't bear it deep in his heart.

"Well done!"

Su Ziyao didn't look at Lin Yun, she left a faint sentence and walked away.

Lin Yunmian has mixed feelings in his heart, Su Ziyao, you are really so high up!

He was always calm, but he couldn't help being upset.

The right hand that made a fist trembled, and the nails were almost inserted into the palm.

"Have a temper. But you think that this will make Su Ziyao look at you, so don't dream. Remember your identity for me, Xiao Jiannu, don't be delusional!"

Wang Ning looked at Lin Yun, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and threatened in a low voice.

The voice fell, and quickly caught up with Su Ziyao, who was already far away.

Judging from his expression, it was clearly a pug. Lin Yun showed a mocking look at the corner of his mouth and turned away.